El Terror de Culiacan

Circumstances of life, what bad luck I've got
So many lives I owed, and now I'm heading out
Chalito by the window, Cuernavaca was a witness
The gunfire didn’t crack, that’s why I’m not around

Maybe we lost the war, the Marinelas were winning
Televisa reported on that big ambush
They hung up the medal, but it’s worth nothing
When they come from behind, it’s a damn coward's move

The terror of Culiacán lost that day
Destiny's decision, that’s how God wanted it
And here I go back home, but in a coffin
There’s no turning back, and there’s no way out

Like his father, Mr. Chalo Araujo
Died fighting like a man
They do in war, firing bullets
But for real, 'cause he wasn’t playing

So much went to the well, and the skinny one spoke
In the Humaya cemetery, there his body rests
Maybe it was his time, and he loved the bullets
Just that in this episode, they were hitting his body

The terror of Culiacán lost that day
Destiny's decision, that’s how God wanted it
And here I go back home, but in a coffin
There’s no turning back, and there’s no way out

Like his father, Mr. Chalo Araujo
Died fighting like a man
They do in war, firing bullets
But for real, 'cause he wasn’t playing
He didn’t bluff either